Summary

After the Nogitsune scenario, the Ghost riders' attack and everything else that just loves to attack Stiles, Lydia forces him to apply for the Google internship and with some push from his Dad, he surrendered. Then again, who could really resist Lydia when she wants something.

The only issue is that Lydia is mad at him for a prank he pulled on her, (he had everyone pretend he didn't exist like with the ghost riders, and it was a whole thing and Lydia was PISSED), so guess who gets to live under the assumed name Stuart Twombly, and while Scott thinks that's a step up from Stiles Stilinski, Stiles doesn't.

Once Stiles gets to the actual internship, Lydia punishes him further by replacing his usual wardrobe and stealing his contacts. Great. Then his life gets even better when his roommate isn't exactly a stranger. Of course, it had to be Derek-Motherfucking-Hale, the dickhead who abandoned them, and who Stiles may or may not still had a residual crush on.

As if this wasn't punishment enough, guess what god-like chiseled body ended up on his team. Yep, Stiles officially hates life.

Summary

Stiles and Scott have a nasty break, Scott blames Stiles. Stiles needs some space, time. Stiles feels broken down, he wants to be stronger. Stiles wants to find out what he can do to help his family and friends.

Summary

“Stiles, the boy who runs with wolves. Well be careful, boy, because wolves have sharp teeth and charming smiles. You never know when they’re just a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Look for the shifty eyes of a man desperately starved. Look for the sharp grin of a man amused. Look into the eyes of the man you love and tell me, honestly, that deep down you do not see the predator lurking within. So run with your wolves, Stiles, but don’t be surprised when your death comes by the teeth of your own love. Because it will come, and it will come soon. Humans that run with the wolves tend to get bit.”

Summary

The friendship between Scott and Stiles was never perfect. All of the Pack seemed to think so and Scott probably too, but Stiles could always see he wasn’t wanted. They never liked him. Never listened to him. And ever since Scott became a Werewolf, he was practically ignored. But Stiles managed and kept staying with them, because they were his friends, and oh yeah, his only friends.But then Theo came and Scott trusted the Chimera more than him. The fact that he (although accidently) killed someone, was bad at its own, but when Scott pushed him out of the Pack, something in Stiles broke.Why should he even talk to these people? They always made him feel weak, small and incompetent. But not anymore. He refused to let himself be dragged around like a rag doll.And when he got the chance to join a thousand-year-old fox demon… well he already lost all of his friends and probably his dad. What more could he lose? Besides… maybe Nogitsune wouldn’t treat him as an inconvenience. That would be nice.Huge thanks to Mailee for being my Beta Reader!

Summary

“fuck, Der I’m sorry” He says, reaching a hand out to touch Derek’s face. Slowly turning it back so that they can look each other in the eyes. Stiles touches his forehead to Derek’s, taking a shuddering breath. Derek’s eyes are closed and Stiles knows he’s trying to keep himself together for his boyfriend’s sake. The nightmares don’t just wreak havoc on Stiles’ sleeping pattern, they damage Derek in more ways than one.

This is set after the end of season 6, sometime in the not so far future. Derek and Stiles are living a good life after dealing with so much shit, but they can't escape everything. Nightmares are part of their everyday lives and Derek has a new idea on how to help. Fluffy post-nightmare comfort from your resident Sourwolf. Not beta read, all mistakes are mine.

Summary

It's been years since Stiles left Beacon Hills. He's got a job and a life away from the supernatural, but his past continues to haunt him. He's kept awake by nightmares and memories of those he lost. He puts on a good front when he visits home so no one knows the mess of a man he's become. He's coping, until one particularly bad night when he runs into the last person he ever wanted to see, Derek Hale.

Summary

Stiles threw his hands up in frustration. “Why can’t you just let me be?”

It knew that there was more to that question. They won. Why couldn’t It go away? Why? Stiles wrecked his mind with these questions, ever since he had first saw It after the whole stabbing incident. And yet, Nogitsune refused to leave.

The fox’s smile turned somewhat sad, almost as if It was pitying him.

“Because Stiles, this is all in your mind.”

(Not Beta'd yet, but I will soon post the edited version. Not a native speaker, but I'm trying.)